I can feel you slipping through my fingers
Each sunrise is a moment of pure panic; each dream terrifies
me because of the grain of truth. One day you will be gone.
And ready for that day is something I will never be. I hate
the dreams where I have to face it
I see how tired you are, the urge to give up is so strong
But every sunset I pray, to someone I’m not even sure is
there
One
more day to see you
Hear
the thunder of your footsteps
Hear
the laughter and the fights you have with the television
Even the
moments I hate, I secretly love them. Because you are here
The day I lose you
It will
be hard to remember to breathe
To not
lose faith completely
To ever
smile again
You keep me grounded
You are my person I turn to when I cry
When I’m angry
When I have any amazing story to tell
Every day of my life I’ve never doubted for a second that
you loved me
I may have been confusing and hurtful
But you are my
Daddy
And I will forever be your
Pumpkin

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